The Bookist

Douglas Wood's chilling new novel, The Bookist, is set in the very near future, when the United States is ruled by a Taliban-like theocracy. As the tide of fundamentalism rises about them, the Donohue family must each decide: swim with the current or be swept away in the flood. read more

Music & Lyrics

Once upon a time, Doug was a rock and roll guy, a musical theatre geek, a sensitive poet/lyricist, and an arranger for an all-girl acapella group. What the hell? read more

Brain-Fevers

Is this Art or Obsessive Compulsive Disorder? You be the judge. Take a look at Doug's intricate pen and ink artwork dubbed, "Brain-Fever." read more

The Bookist
a novel by Douglas Wood
Summary
he year is 2001. Last year was also 2001, as...

Music & Lyrics
This is where you’ll read about my music.
But not today. Come back...

Brain-Fevers
What’s a Brain-Fever? I’m glad you asked.
For the last few years I...

ABOUT DOUG

Doug hasn’t done much of anything and consequently, this will be mostly filled with lies. Read on at your own peril.

My friend Ross Reay is a fantastic artist and you should stop looking at my page right now and go over to his new webpage. http://www.wix.com/rossreay/myartpage#! Really I mean it. He’s that good. Click now. http://www.wix.com/rossreay/myartpage#! Okay, you’re still reading. Cut it out. http://www.wix.com/rossreay/myartpage#!

What a perfect summer movie this is! James and I went with our friends Denis and Michael with pretty low expectations, but it was really a treat.

Don’t let the movie’s title fool you. Rise of the Planet of the Apes is really all about the relationships, and the characters and their connections, how they love each other, but betray each other. If you don’t shed a tear when James Franco finds the Curious George doll that he lost in kindergarten, I’ll be a…

is the fantastic creative force behind my website. Even when confronted with my stupidity around computer stuff, she explained it so I know how to update and fix things myself. I tried not to learn it, I swear, but despite myself I did. A couple of times I thought that I had broken the internet, but so far everyone still seems to be getting their emails and porn and conspiracy theories just fine. If you need a site, go to her.

For some unfathomable reason, my cool as heck pal Cynthia Romanowski from my writing program did two things. First, she asked if I would be willing to read at the inaugural Orange County Tongue & Groove reading series, next Sunday evening in Fullerton which is a pretty big deal. It’s Sunday Night 9/28 at 7:00. At the Continental Room. Shenanigans and tomfoolery will no doubt ensue.

Second, she tagged me in this Writing Process Blog Tour, where writers write about how they write. What nerdly fun!

So here’s why I hate the internet. And people. I hate people right now too. You’ve all read about the woman who worked at McDonald’s who sent her 9 y.o. daughter to play in the park, and was arrested, her daughter sent to foster care, yes? There are lots of people everywhere freaking out.

On one hand: the mother had no good options, she’s African American and there’s a bias with the police. The police should never have been called. The girl had a phone and was minutes from her home, minutes from the McDonald’s. The person who called the police was a busy-body. Etc. Etc.

On the other hand: abandoned kid alone in the park, could be preyed upon by all kinds of baddies, what if the kid just fell and got hurt, where’s mom? This is not a childcare solution, neglectful mother, the person who called the police had no choice when confronted with an abandoned kid. Let the cops sort it out, etc. etc. etc.